Do you remember ..

Do you remember ..

When we climbed those rooftops, in the sunrise, and in sunset, drinking sparkling wine,
laughing our lungs out when we stumbled back down the ladder, without being seen,
at least we thought so.

When we cycled those streets of Gothenburg, all those times you waited for me at that bridge, when we stopped in the middle of freezing winter just because I wanted to look at the ice floes letting go following the stream back to the ocean.

Do you remember

When we sat sail and headed for bigger adventures, all those dreams we had.. all those hopes.

Do you remember when I forced you to take morning swims in the ocean with me even thou it was freezing cold, how we played at those children playgrounds, how embarrassed you where when you lent my computer which has this tag saying "I was here and Im queer" in that bar in Scotland.

Do you remember

When I danced naked on the beach and you filmed me and than put music to it..

Do you remember

When you cried the whole night, and there was nothing I could do to make it better.

When we talked whole nights through, just putting out the same words over and over again until they made no sense anymore.

Do you remember all those times Ive called you crying, not able to say anything that makes any sense and still you kept listening and after awhile everything felt better again.

Do you remember

Our last kiss ..

'Cause I do. And I think it was beautiful.

Just tearing my ribcage open

Im sniffing at your scarf, to make the emptiness after you less heavy to brief.

Lets go for a walk in the dark forest, lets just keep on walking in forever never land.

Where are we now, where are you now. Just tearing my ribcage open, putting your whole fist into it, jerking around like it was some kind of jerk competition going on in my belly.

All there was, was my tiny heart beating fast as hell, wanting to jump out in a hurry.

Carrying you all with me in the jump.

I cant see the end of this thing that we started, nor the beginning.

Where does anything start, and how do we know when to finish.

Slamming doors, giving fuck to anyone and anything that matters, don’t

matter.

Laughing in grief. Giggling of happiness,

of love that has not succeeded.

Tumbling faster and faster down that hill of Joy,

Isnt it lovely,

Isn’t it wonderfuuuuul

Let’s not think to much about it

What is Love

Is it just a feeling

What is a Feeling

Is it just a trick in our brain

What is a brain

What is a human being

Who Are You

Let’s just not give a damn.